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Chapter 2 Refugees of the Hell Galaxy

Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she had a unique charm. Many students looked at her. She was not only the class monitor, but also had outstanding appearance, but also ranked among the top three talented girls in the school.

It is said that Yang Yuhuan has a strong family background and is a real white and rich beauty, so she is very prestigious among the students.

Yang Yuhuan has always been unable to stand Zhang Zhigao's bullying other classmates, so he scolded him. Now that Zhang Zhigao said this, she looked at Du Bixing.

Du Bixing glanced at them and said lightly: "No, he did not bully me."

His tone was plain, but his heart was not calm. He was also a teenager and wanted to shout out loud that he should not bully the young man poor, but there was no support behind him. On the contrary, he still had people who needed to take care of him. He must not be impulsive. Du Bixing put his hands in his pocket and clenched his fists.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Zhigao and others burst into laughter and said, "Squad leader, if you hear it, people don't admit it."

Other students even looked at Du Bixing with contempt. This person was so cowardly that he was bullied so much that he didn't dare to resist.

"You are beyond your help!" Yang Yuhuan said angrily. She was so angry that she kindly helped him stand up. He was so cowardly. He was so sad that he was angry that he did not fight.

She turned her head and snorted coldly at Zhang Zhigao: "Don't be proud!"

Zhang Zhigao said with a smile: "I dare not, the squad leader is mighty!"

Yang Yuhuan ignored them and walked away quickly. He left the Holy Monk Memorial Hall, and some vehicles were parked outside.

The visit has ended and the students can go back to their homes. Yang Yuhuan got on a beautiful white speed vehicle. After starting it, the car flew straight and ran rapidly on the air traffic tracks.

A classmate envied: "Tengfei 950, the latest model of Speed, it is said that the low-end version costs one million federal coins!"

Federal currency is the common currency of the universe. The Tang Dynasty's interstellar empire is also one of the member states of the universe. Among the known civilizations, 80% of them have joined the universe.

What is the concept of one million federal coins? Du Bixing received only 500 federal coins every month from the Bei'an Prefecture Charity Relief Organization. One part on this car is enough for his annual expenses!

The gap, Du Bixing sighed in his heart, in the Tang Dynasty, the gap between people was everywhere. In addition to money, there was also status. For example, the nobles of the Tang Dynasty had their own aristocratic protection laws.

"Du Buxing, he performed well!" Zhang Zhigao patted Du Bixing's shoulder and left with a mocking look on his face.

The other students also got on the maglev bus and went back.

The last teacher Ji Ming came forward. He looked at Du Bixing deeply and said, "Du Bixing. Life is not just about the college entrance examination. If you work harder and learn more cultural knowledge, you may have a chance to become a top scientist."

Finally, he comforted him and said, "Don't give up on yourself!"

Du Bixing smiled and said to him: "Thank you, teacher."

After Ji Ming gave an encouraging look, he drove away. Du Bixing felt a little bitter in his heart. He hadn't tried hard, but the result was not satisfactory.

And at this age when other students can study hard, they have to think too much. For example, take the time to do odd jobs and earn some hard work to maintain their studies and life.

After Ji Ming left, Du Bixing was also ready to go home. But he didn't take a car, but rode his bike home. In some corners of the city, there were free pedal bicycles.

Few people have used this original travel method, but in order to promote environmental protection, Bei'an Prefecture has launched some. For Du Bixing, this is an important way to save transportation costs.

It took him more than an hour to ride from the Holy Monk Memorial Hall to the outer ring of Bei'an Prefecture, a relatively old city.

The buildings here are significantly lower, and the streets are also relatively messy, with stalls set up. Those buildings, neat and high-end shops and restaurants are almost impossible to see here, because this is what Bei'an Prefecture calls a slum area.

"Uncle Wang, a ground vegetable, a bottle of hot sauce." Du Bicheng bought things in a small store.

The charitable uncle handed him the thing and said, "Xiao Du, at the age of martial arts, it's not okay to eat this catalytic food all the time. I'll give you an extra egg."

The dishes sold here are all fast foods catalyzed by hormones in vegetables. They are cheap but have no nutrition. Only the poor at the bottom will buy this catalytic ingredient, while the rich people eat higher-quality ingredients.

For example, some high-protein meats of natural free-range animals on Taizhouxing, or special vegetables grown in space cultivation farms. Those foods are of great benefit to the body if eaten. Some can also promote the physical practice of warriors.

But those are obviously not what Du Bicheng can consume.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang."

Du Bicheng took his things and walked through the alleys and soon arrived at his home. The old house located in a small alley was a residence arranged for him by the Bei'an Prefecture Charity Organization.

The surrounding houses live in poor residents who are similar to those who are rescued by charitable organizations.

"Xiao Ai, I'm back!" Du Bicheng shouted into the room while opening the door.

No one responded in the room, but a slight cough came. Du Bicheng showed a smile on his face, and it seemed that Xiao Ai had returned.

Sure enough, in the dim room, a pale-faced girl was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, practicing with her eyes closed.

She is fifteen or sixteen years old and has a relatively thin figure. Her skin is a bit sickly white, but her facial features are extremely delicate. It is as if God used the most perfect mold to carve her facial features, but there was no flaw.

Moreover, her body proportions were quite perfect. She sat motionlessly, like an exquisite statue of a girl.

Her name is Ai Xue, Du Bicheng's "sister". She said she was her sister, but in fact, Du Bicheng has no blood relationship with her, and they may not even be of the same race.

Du Bicheng has black hair and dark eyes, while Ai Xue's hair color is natural golden, and her pupils also have some strange colors.

Like Du Bicheng, Ai Xue is also an orphan who received assistance from charitable organizations. Because they came from the same affected area and saved funds, they were arranged together. Now, the two have lived together for more than five years.

"Why don't you turn on the lights? It's so dim!" Du Bicheng turned on the lights and went into the kitchen to cook.

Ai Xue on the sofa moved her eyebrows and continued to practice. This is the basic breathing method taught by the school. After she is proficient, she may feel the power of the universe.

Soon, Du Bicheng prepared the food, wiped the table cleanly and shouted, "Xiao Ai, it's time to eat."

Ai Xue stood up and said nothing, went to wash her hands and then ate her own portion.

"Actually, this sauce is delicious, you can try it." Du Bicheng suggested that Xiao Ai never eats seasonings for some reason. Even eating for her seemed to be just to maintain her life, otherwise she would never eat.

Ai Xue glanced at him, shook her head, and still said nothing.

"Okay, these foods are really not delicious. When I make money, I will invite you to a high-end restaurant to eat! I heard that it is the real delicious food!" Du Bicheng had become accustomed to Xiao Ai's reaction.

She rarely speaks and even ignores others. People from the charity organization believe that she has a serious mental illness, and Du Bicheng also thinks so.

When he first lived with Ai Xue, she didn't even respond to any of his words or actions, and completely treated him as air. In recent years, she had some physical responses, but she still rarely spoke.

It’s not that she can’t speak, but on the contrary, she speaks very nicely and very smartly. Unlike Du Bicheng, Ai Xue ranked among the top in the 28th High School in the civil and military subjects and has won many scholarships.

"Maybe, the past has hurt her too deeply." Du Bicheng sighed in his heart.

After dinner, Ai Xue first brushed her teeth, then took a shower, and then continued to practice.

Du Bicheng, after packing up the dishes, went back to the small room to rest.

Today's incident passed by his mind, Zhang Zhigao and others' ridicule words, Yang Yuhuan's eyes... He was a little unwilling. No one wanted to be looked down upon, and Du Bicheng was even a stronger person.

"If I were also a legal resident of the Tang Dynasty, if I had a strong family background, if I could sense the Force... none of this would have happened! But, I am just a refugee now!"

Du Bicheng sat on the head of the bed with his fists clenched. He was not a resident of the interstellar empire of the Tang Dynasty, nor was he born in Taizhou Star.

He was born an asteroid, Azuma, which is an ordinary civilized planet. The technological civilization has just developed into the interstellar era. Du Bicheng originally had a happy family with sound parents, as well as grandparents, brothers and sisters and other relatives.

But everything changed seven years ago! It was a disaster that he would never forget. An unknown virus suddenly appeared and swept across the entire planet.

Whether it is a human or a beast, as long as it is infected with that virus, it will immediately become a zombie-like thing. They have no reason and bite each other. The whole society collapses overnight, zombies are rampant, and their hands and feet are tragic...

Du Bicheng was only ten years old back then! He was almost frightened and spent every day in hunger and fear. His relatives around him died one by one and turned into walking corpses.

Du Bicheng was very lucky that he survived. He was discovered by the mecha soldiers sent by the Tang Dynasty Interstellar Empire to explore the situation and rescued them.

After being subjected to various blood tests, he was thrown to a charity organization. He was then arranged to receive some subsidies every month and had the opportunity to receive basic education.

Ai Xue is also a girl rescued from the zombie virus-affected area with him.

Later, Du Bicheng learned that the mother planet he was born had been included in one of the hell galaxies that were swept by the Universe Alliance. The paradise that once lived became hell. Zombies devoured, mutated, and evolved. Even the interstellar legion of the Tang Dynasty did not dare to approach it.

"Dad, mom, and so many relatives and friends. I hope you can rest in peace. If one day I can become a strong man like the holy monk Xuanzang, I will definitely go back to pay tribute to you!" Du Bicheng swears.

As soon as he finished speaking, something suddenly vibrated at the head of the bed. Du Bicheng grabbed it and looked at it carefully.

This is a fist-sized metal ball with a smooth surface and emitting a metallic luster. At this moment, it is vibrating violently, as if something inside is about to break out of the shell.

Du Bicheng looked at it in surprise. The metal ball has a different origin. It was brought by him on the Aquarium Star. If it weren't for the metal ball, he might have died in the mouth of the zombie.

However, Du Bicheng did not tell anyone about this, and the scientific researchers in Datang did not find any abnormalities in the metal ball during the inspection. Du Bicheng only said that this was a relic of his parents, so he got away with it.

At this moment, the metal ball actually had a strange movement again. Du Bicheng looked at it curiously, not knowing what it would become.

I saw that the surface of the metal ball turned into countless metal particles, so small that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye! Then the entire metal ball became such particles, and its shape was constantly changing, like a flowing liquid metal.

At this time, an electric wave came from inside the metal ball, which directly came into Du Bicheng's mind.

He heard in his mind: "Nuwa technology ball, backup type III is being started."

After the sound was over, the metal ball suddenly flew in front of Du Bicheng, and some particles penetrated into his skin.

"Genetic detection... binding is completed, the intelligent system is activated, the ball girl."

I saw the metal ball attached to the air again and turned into a female-like metal villain, similar to those doll figures. But it was much more delicate. Although the whole body was made of metal, the metal villain seemed lifelike, as if it had life.

"Hello, master. Nuwa technology ball backup type III, the intelligent life 'ball girl' reports to you!" The metal villain suddenly opened his mouth and bent down to Du Bixing to perform an ancient etiquette of the sea blue star.
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